"You know what I like about us?" Amanda asks, bubbling with... bubbly-ness. Simon grins down at her, slightly afraid of what to say. They're in bed, Simon bare-chested and Amanda in a nightie; he's on his back, and she's half lying on top of him, head on his shoulder facing the ceiling. His arms are around her middle, and hers arms are around his, their fingers entwined.